Chapter 301 World Fighting Competition

[World Fighting Competition! 】

The black letter is only the size of a palm, and is wrapped with golden patterns on it.

Chen Feng sat in front of the tea case in Jingshi, looking at the object, frowned slightly.

"A disciple said that when he woke up in the morning, this thing appeared beside him."

"I was curious and took the content to the martial arts hall."

Cao Tong, who was wearing a loose sweatshirt, was a little surprised. The reason was the black handwriting recorded in the letter.

[March 12th - Special invitation to Grandmaster of the Chi Kingdom Yanhu! 】

[Location: Kings Capital of Nido, Dragon Nest Fighting Arena! 】

There are few words, but the purpose is self-evident.

Chen Feng saw that the handwriting was left behind by man because he clearly felt that there was a true meaning hidden in it.

roar! !

It was like the sound of a lion, or like the roar of a dragon python.

Almost at the moment of contact, Yan Hu's true intention was released on his own initiative, as if he was fighting with him.

Even Cao Tong, who was standing aside, seemed to have some senses. He clearly saw a palm-sized red tiger appearing on the letter, fighting two brown mad lions and black dragon pythons of the same size.

It seemed to be a concentrated extreme meaning, causing a buzzing sound in the dynamic and static chamber, and there were invisible fluctuations and blooms.

Bang! !

But soon, just two breaths, the mad lion was destroyed and the dragon python exploded.

The so-called true meaning and spiritual light dissipates into nothingness, and everything returns to the initial tranquility.

"Two extreme realms?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and could feel that the power of the two true meanings just now must be at the extreme level.

The reason why he was able to eliminate the traces left by him so quickly was very simple.

The Tianyan Red Tiger has his blessing, and it is endless, but the traces left by the other party are just a trace of rootless duckweed.

Immediately, flip the black letter.

He saw a six-pointed star in the corner on the back.

"It's Xinggong's work."

Chen Feng's tone was calm and he made a judgment.

When Zhou Wuren revealed this to him, he mentioned the power mark of the Star Palace.

The purple hexagram is the self-evident proof of the unification of the star palace to the outside world.

"Star Palace?"

Cao Tong, who was beside him, finally came back to his senses and his face gradually became serious.

He thought of the strange old man who died outside the martial arts hall, the leader of the Shenwu Alliance.

"Is it difficult"

"Um."

Nodding, Chen Feng responded to his guess.

When the leader of the Shenwu Alliance came to test, it seemed to be dead, but he always speculated that the other party should not be the real person.

There is also this invitation letter. In the trigger of the true meaning just now, he could also sense the familiar breath, which is highly likely to come from the other party.

"It seems that he was just a clone at the beginning."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and accepted the black letter, but he didn't understand the idea of ​​the leader of the Shenwu League.

Want to lure yourself, or do you really invite me?

There is also this world fighting competition.

He hadn't heard of it much before, and he had a lot of doubts in his heart.

As his thoughts flashed, he planned to find someone to know.

But soon, several speeding cars descended outside the martial arts hall, and the air waves started, causing a lot of noise.

I subconsciously swept around and saw several strange figures.

There is also an acquaintance accompanying him.

"This is Master Yanhu's martial arts hall?"

"That's right, Vice President Fang."

Chu Shihong walked out of the aircraft, wearing a black tweed coat, his gray hair was meticulously combed, and his face was smiling.

There were several military security guards behind him, and there were also a group of people on the left.

Most of them wore white loose coats, with the word "Sharing Star" on their left chest.

Both men and women are young, the young one is in their twenties, the older one is in their thirties, and even middle-aged.

The person in the lead was also an old man, with gray hair, thin face, and wearing a black down jacket.

"Master Yanhu stays in the martial arts hall on weekdays. Let's go and see him."

Chu Shihong smiled and took the initiative to lead the way.

The old man on the side nodded and followed, and the group of seven or eight men and women behind him quickly followed into the martial arts hall.

Bang bang!

Someone was practicing boxing on the first floor and hitting sandbags, making a muffled sound.

Some people also exercise muscles and body shape near fitness equipment.

"Very energetic."

The old man, known as Vice President Fang, said with a smile, and then looked at the decoration inside the martial arts hall.

Simple and generous, with red patterns blooming like flames, and are carved on the wall.

The men and women who accompanied them all glanced around and looked around. Some were curious, while others were ordinary and didn't care too much.

"Yanwu Pavilion is a big school in our Nanjiang River, from the Tianyan Red Tiger Flow."

"There are many young people, especially Master Yanhu, who is less than 24 years old. With him as an example, he will naturally be full of vitality."

Chu Shihong smiled and catered to him, and the other party nodded.

The other disciples of the martial arts school had already received instructions, and soon the core disciples led the way to the second floor of the martial arts school.

"It's pretty big."

Among the people accompanying him, a young man walked up the walking stairs and couldn't help but mutter, his voice was very small.

The two security guards behind Chu Shihong's faces froze and glanced at each other.

"See what I do?"

The young man wore black square glasses, was quite gentle and thin, with long hair, bangs covering his forehead, and his face was a little dissatisfied.

"Fang Wen, say a few less words."

A ponytail woman who seemed to be twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old frowned and reminded her that Vice President Fang, who was walking in the forefront, also looked back at the young man.

"It's neither big nor small, this is not Yungang."

He pointed a sentence without hearing the joy and anger, and the young man named Fang Wen opened his mouth and lowered his head slightly and dared not say anything again.

Immediately, Vice President Fang shook his head and spoke apologized to Chu Shihong.

"Mr. Chu, sorry, the younger one is a little frivolous, which makes you laugh."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"It's okay, they're all young people."

Chu Shihong withdrew his gaze and knew that the other party was Vice President Fang's son and nephew, so he didn't care too much.

Shaking his head and giving a step. The small episode was not too much. The group walked onto the second floor corridor. It was seen that a young man in a loose sweatshirt was standing at the door of the quiet room.

"Mr. Chu, please."

Cao Tong reached out to signal, Chu Shihong nodded and followed, and took Vice President Fang into the quiet room.

Suddenly, I looked with the trend.

In the quiet room with the log floor, the young man in black faced the sunlight outside the window and brewed several cups of tea, as if waiting for them.

Short buzz cut, slanted eyebrows.

With tough and masculine facial features, calm eyes raised and eyebrows looked up.

Buzz!

For a moment, everyone's heart trembled.

They clearly did not deliberately exude any aura, but they all felt that there was a great tiger lying here, and it was like a hero sitting and lying and standing still.

"Vice President Fang, please."

Chen Feng spoke calmly, and everyone could only come back to their senses.

Most of the people accompanying him were led to the lounge next door by other disciples to wait.

The two security guards subconsciously looked back at the young man surnamed Fang who was speaking frivolously. Seeing his face changing, he followed honestly, and quietly shook his head secretly while looking at each other.

This is the second martial arts hero in the southern martial arts world after Yang Wudi, and is suspected to be a master in the extreme realm.

Even the fifth-level transformed people and weapons must be respected, not to mention just an ordinary person.

In this regard, the latter's expression changed a lot, and I don't know if he realized it.

However, Chu Shihong took the initiative to take Vice President Fang to the Jingshi Tea Case, spoke with a smile, and introduced each other.

"This is Master Yanhu, our Nanjiang City Federation Member, and Chen Feng and Chen."

"How is it, Vice President Fang?"

"It is better to see it at first sight than to hear it for a long time. It is intimidating and vast and unshorely. It is indeed the number one person in martial arts in the south."

The old man, who was called Vice President Fang, took the stairs to praise him several times, shook hands on his own initiative, and even directly compared Yang Wudi.

Chen Feng looked at the other party deeply and could feel the kindness he wanted to release and the majesty of the superior who hidden restraint.

He had previously learned about the other party through Chu Shihong.

Named Fang Mochuan, he is one of the three vice presidents of Yaoxing Academy and is well-known in Fengzhou and several surrounding provinces.

He also worked in Chidu Academy and has a large connection and must have a relationship with Speaker Li.

"This time I came to disturb you. First, Yaoxing Academy plans to open a branch in Nanjiang, and I will supervise you."

"Secondly, I want to trouble Master Chen to help us complete some project research on martial arts projects."

The group exchanged simple greetings for a while, and Vice President Fang was straight to the point and expressed his intentions.

Chen Feng was not surprised, but he was still a little surprised by his sincere attitude.

Looking at it, a suitcase was opened with two metal bottles of liquid inside.

The whole body is green, and there seem to be tiny light spots flashing in it, looking full of vitality.

"These are two advanced life potions, and they are also the research remuneration previously entrusted by Member Chu to convey."

Vice President Fang has a thin face, gray eyebrows, but his speech is calm and calm.

"I hope Grandmaster Chen won't mind our admonishment visit, and please bear with me for future research topics."

He said he wanted to pay the reward in advance, and Chen Feng was silent for a moment.

Nowadays, although the effect of advanced life potions is much worse than before, it is better than none, and it can still promote the improvement of the Holy Flame Awakening Method.

However, all of this has a prerequisite.

"I am happy to contribute my strength to the martial arts of the Red Kingdom. It's just that I don't like special experiments that involve too much my own principles."

Chen Feng decided to explain the rules in advance.

He can help collect some data on physical fitness and strength performance.

However, special research such as collecting one's own blood will not be allowed.

After all, he also knows the technology of biological transformation. He may not be able to find some genetic agent, or even targeted special means, based on it.

“It’s natural.”

Vice President Fang did not refute, but smiled and nodded, taking this opportunity to discuss the specific situation of the study with him.

Everything is within Chen Feng's acceptance range, and it is very similar to what he said at the beginning. It only collects some comparative performance data for the realm that exceeds the level of the Grandmaster.

The two of them went smoothly in the discussion. In the harmonious atmosphere, Chen Feng asked about his curiosity at the right time.

"Vice President Fang."

"I wonder what is the special thing about the new martial arts mentioned by the Northern Holy Sect? It can allow all your university departments to set up research projects?"

As he finished speaking, Chu Shihong's eyes moved slightly, and Cao Tong, who was leaving tea, also raised his ears.